Elise Flint Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Love how they’re real, tho. No fake-ass masks. Reminds me, “Alien” in the flick—James Franco—kinda pimpish, but chill. Prostitutes got that vibe—gritty, in your face. Ever think bout how old this gig is? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called ‘em “she-wolves,” howlin’ for coin. Wild, huh? Makes me wonder—what’s Scoob gonna do with all this? Sniff out more stories, I guess! Ruh-roh! Prostitutes, man, they’re the real deal—love ‘em or hate ‘em, they ain’t goin’ nowhere!

Judge: Flint motel where body was found is notorious for prostitution, drugs

It shall be unlawful for any person in the City of Flint to engage in prostitution, to patronize a prostitute, to promote prostitution, to permit prostitution.

Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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